25 An Argument

Gao Zhengyi held a fist over his nose, watching as the reporters around him collectively gasped in shock.

That was right. Even if his family managed to find him and kill him, it would be useless since he would already be dead.

Forty seconds! Two consecutive screams rang out jarringly over the communication channel, piercing Xiao Menglou’s eardrums. Two more comrades had fallen. By now, he was drenched in sweat.

"What's the situation?" Yu Ruotong, having just climbed out of her fighter jet, didn't even have time to wipe the streaming sweat from her forehead before asking anxiously.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes. Now he understood why Xu Feng had suddenly challenged him to a duel and feared he wouldn't accept for the sake of his second junior brother; it turned out Su Ran had been pulling the strings all along.

Feeling each other's warmth, the young man buried his head in her hair, greedily breathing in her unique fragrance, his entire heart trembling.

The royal family members were all show and no substance when truly confronted with a wild vampire like Shu Yuan, whose depth was impossible to gauge.

Shen Manyun paused for a moment, then pretended nothing was wrong and continued stepping out of the carriage. Once down, she slipped into the theater and vanished from sight.

"We didn't touch them; everyone can testify to that," Zheng Xin'er pouted, looking thoroughly indignant.

As soon as I went downstairs, I suddenly heard a faint, rustling sound coming from inside the coffin. The others were scared half to death. Yan Kuan looked at me, and I immediately knew he wanted me to go over and see what was happening. So, I walked over, picked up a torch, and shone it inside.

He stood there blankly for a long time, until an elderly, green-skinned man with half-white hair and wearing a bright yellow robe rushed up from the mountain base.

Zhao Biao didn't take the money and said to me, "Around these parts, the best gift to give at a time like this is fish. It's a pity the fishing trip didn't yield anything great, but my dad hauled up a few big-headed carp, and my mom pickled them. You take them; I’ll go tell my mom." With that, Zhao Biao stomped down the stairs.

People kept falling, horses collapsed, and supplies from the carriages rolled everywhere; exquisite jewelry and perfume powders were smashed to pieces, scattered across the ground.

There was no unusual intimacy or tugging between them, nor was it like the debt-collecting scene from last time. After ten minutes, the man did not go upstairs to her home with her, but resolutely took his leave.

Those two questions left Bo Chang stunned. He could only offer a confession, saying he hadn't yet verified the other party's identity because he had been so shocked by the contents of the letter that he had rushed over to report it.

Feng Linghe knelt down halfway and slowly helped up the Gale Sword Saint, who lay on the ground in a semi-conscious state. "Master... Master, are you alright?" As he called out to the Gale Sword Saint, he gently shook his body, hoping it would help him wake sooner.

"Wait, you said... no, your 'Third Young Mistress' has been missing for a full two months?" According to Qi Liantang's explanation, she had been caught in an affair by Master Qi over a month ago, and after being caught, the two had planned to elope, which was somewhat understandable.

However, the emperors of the recent generations were clearly incompetent. The Later Qin state was in decline, and the emperor was arrogant, extravagant, and useless, which led the feudal lords to rise in rebellion, resulting in countless riots across the land.

In the end, Huan Wen, a powerful minister of the Eastern Jin, backed down. Eventually, the Eastern Jin decided that since there was an opportunity to be seized, they might as well join the Ming Dynasty in sending troops.

"Will each hall master please report the preparations of your respective halls," Guild Leader Chai said, sitting at the head of the table, flanked by two deputy guild leaders, with the masters of the five branch halls seated below.

"What I do is none of your business; just tell me if you are leaving now or not!" Domino glared coldly at Abalon, completely ignoring the other man's fury.

Using his unique circumstances, he would slowly manage things, bringing the entire Douluo Continent under his control to serve his own ends, providing himself with a solid backing to support him in the God Realm, where he was otherwise solitary and helpless.

Everyone was stunned, and then, like a hornet's nest that had been struck, countless immortals rushed in all directions to find the source of the anomaly.

Furthermore, the presence of heavyweights and generals like Itō Takazane, Shikama Takahide, Nanjo Takanobu, and Miyazaki Takachika played a positive role in the growing prosperity of the Ōsaki clan; even Ujiie Takatsugu, the castellan of Nakanida Castle, had an excellent son to assist him.

The man beside Sandro was sturdy, a head taller than him; his face was full of fat, and the corners of his eyes twitched incessantly. Faced with the young man's voice, he instead raised his head, showing no desire to answer or respond.

"By the way, Master, the Prince Su Mansion sent people to invite you several times yesterday. I went to call you multiple times, but you wouldn't wake up, and they also came to call you several times before helplessly returning to report back. They said they would come to invite you again today," Han Licheng said.

At that moment, Bradley wished he were dead. He had thought he could escape using a divine technique that burned his divine essence, but he had never expected to be captured nonetheless.

Chen Manfei's gaze fell on Uncle Rong, and she continued: "I have no problem accepting this, and the price can be as you said, but you must agree to one condition." Uncle Rong and Chen Manfei were acquaintances.

Upon hearing this, Li Hao was startled and quickly waved his hands, saying, "Boss, I can't take this money. You not only stood up for us, but you already gave me more than enough money this morning."

Motegi Toshimitsu hurried to the entrance of the martial arts hall but hesitated to go in, as Yayoi Sakurai did not allow them to enter.

Meng Shan finally could not hold back any longer, his old face flushed with grievance and unwillingness as he looked at Xia Haoran. Xia Haoran had just said that the cultivation techniques were carved into those murals, but it was obviously impossible for them to decipher them on their own; they had no choice but to beg Xia Haoran for help.

She also raised her hands to embrace him, resting her face against his chest, listening to his strong, albeit slightly rapid, heartbeat.

Hidden behind Izayoi, Gin stabbed the dazed guards to death, then used his long spear to flick the last one away.